Gators and Ghosts by oceanash

"Gators and Ghosts"

Lurking in the lagoon
I’m eating cajun fries seasoned with gloom
I feel like nothing inside, molecules have all died
Sweep evidence with a broom
Under the rug, I’m removing the shoes
The blood has soaked through
Using the bleach so you won’t see the clues in the room, when the lights are turning blue
Creeping in the swamp
Throwing bodies to the gators and they chomp
Floating parts in nature but the water calm
Rolling papers, smoke keep on blowing with the fucking palms
Person missing, snakes are hissing, on their heads I fucking stomp
I’m no longer living, seeing visions of myself embalmed
I’m saying Avada Kedavra when I’m waving my wand
Floor of the creek, I’m in the fog
Cypress trees next to the bog
Is where I hid the bloody saw and all my flaws with muddy cloth
Feel the claws when I draw the prey closer then they caught up in my jaws
Eat ‘em like Pulled pork with a side of Cole slaw
Now I'm wanting more
Skeleton galore hid beneath the river shore
Now my vision twisting more, my face melting to a corpse
A million thoughts I’m torn
Now I’m exploding with gore
From my brain, I go insane, from the pressure I cannot contain
I’m Breaking from chains, I never maintain a minute or moment of peace
I feel deceased, my DMT released
I don’t want my heart to beat, I think it ceasing during my sleep, so I’m avoiding counting the sheep
Making the beats, I got my enemies all on their fucking knees
Now I’m speeding off smoking the weed
I stuff it up in a honey berry blunt   
3 gram cherry keep making me dizzy and lighting the room up
Sneaking through the grasses
Weaken from the gashes
Blood is seeping like molasses, slowly leaking as the match is lit
Look into your head as I’m detaching it
Use the fucking knife, I take your life and then I’m stashing it
Grabbing the resin, I’m dabbing it
Dragging the bat before whacking it
I’m hacking with the hatchet
I'm takin your body, I’m wrapping it
I'm cracking my skull cuz demons inhabit it

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